Don and Drew’s Be My Valentine

Girl you don’t know me but I sure know you
From the long black hair to the size of your shoes
I’ve met your brother,
Spoken to some of your friends
But darling that’s where it ends
Cos Baby all I wanna do is talk to you
To buy you a drink
Maybe buy you some food
But I’m a geek and I’m nervous half of the time
So would you be would you be mine
Be my valentine

We would go out about town to dine
Be my valentine
I’ll get you drunk on cheap red wine
Be my valentine
Now that’s when I’ll touch your behind
If you be my valentine
That would be so fine

I will pretend I like the restaurant you picked
I’ll even sit thru’ ya another chick flick
And if we argue
I’ll let you win the fight
Just as long as I get to have sex that night

But all you ever wanna to do is to sit n talk
And go for one of those damn long walks
I just wanna see you naked
Is that a crime?
So I’m asking you
Would you be mine?
Be my valentine

You’ll have your clothes off in no time
Be my valentine
Our bodies will be entwined
Be my valentine
Dun tell me I’m not your kind
If your not my valentine
I’ll break your spine

Baby you’re honey
Baby you’re fox
I’ll treasure you more than my Xbox
I’ll run bout naked in the street if u asked me to

And even if your angry and you kicked me in the nuts
I’m the only guy who’ll never ever hate your guts
So please say you will
Cos baby I’m asking you…
Be my valentine
Baby you’ll look so fine
Be my valentine

Aw mm…
And your bomb is just divine
O would you be my valentine
Please please don’t decline
Won’t you be my valentine?

Baby baby cant you read the sign?
Won’t you be my valentine?

Stupid girl you stupid girl just be mine
Would you be my valentine?

I’ll buy your tulips
Must come by
You’ll continue my bloodline
Won’t you be my valentine?

This more like I swear its be nine
Don’t treat me like Frankenstein

I have no more words to write (really?)
Except for lime
Whoo… Ohh…
Just be mine be my valentine
I think about you a lot really
I’ve never felt this way before
Honestly…

Sorry Was Always An Indigestible Word

There are times when I go too far trying to prove something I feel is right. And this is one of those times. I overstepped the boundaries. I took it all several steps and 2 blocks past the line of acceptable. I’m inclined to think I don’t do this often, but when it hits me just right, I can turn into the world’s bitchiest person. So bitchy that I forget what is important. And this time I have lost sight of what is truly important to me.

I’m tired of this cold war, this wordless argument, this fight-without-the-blows-and-bruises. I would wish for things to go back to the way they were before, however unlikely that seems to be at the present moment. My actions have cost me more than just an sms-buddy. But a friendship I would never have given up for the world on a fluffy silver platter.

I owe you an apology. Many apologies, though they come too late and too few. For being hypocritical. For being tiresome. For being whiny and bitchy and mean and all those other schoolyard names. For not being there when you needed me. For not standing up for you when you stood alone. For being the worst friend possibly imaginable. For all that,

I’m sorry.